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Like violence, sexuality, abuse, using alcohol, drugs and smoking, etc.
Means his own nature like actions, opinions and ideals
are going in way of his own fictional character.
His nature would never be an embodiment of his player.
You have been warned.
Dark Sun, Starbeast, Monochrome, Stelliferous, Smokeward, the.
Beast...
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Human...
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Alternative...
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Loving ~ Loyal ~ Kind ~ Responsible ~ Reliable ~ Upstanding
Generous ~ Studious ~ Courteous ~ Caring ~ Empathetic Polite ~ Optimistic ~ Benevolent ~ Devoted
Cooperative ~ Determined ~ Conscientious ~ Appreciative Impartial
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A police officer, 'Peacemaker'. Generally kind and welcoming by nature, yet fearless and fierce to stand for those who are dear to him, or his own beliefs. Adamant about his principles and morals, and quick to judge when it comes to recklessness - even his own. Stands against evil intentions, and believes everyone should be treated fairly and kindly. Always acts with compassion and is devoted to the duty of his life, however, is not the type of a man who would so blindly have any prejustice towards people with grey, or slightly antagonistic morality. Treats others with an open heart and understanding mind, leniency and intelligence, if not for his slight naivety, and occasional shyness towards confidence and unrestrained behaviour. Unconcealed in what comes to his mind, or any of his emotions while staying enigmatical in a subtle and very obscure way - the one that is rather woven into his origin rather than attitude.
A huge bookworm and would never admit it, but his own hobbies are not restricted by literature only; he also loves sports and has to train himself daily in various kinds of martial arts. Is no less fond of the process of item restoration, and has a 'bad habit' of making a tiny order around someone else's place without being aware of it completely. Basically, lives to learn and learns to live efficiently. Was trained in different worlds; one harsh and remorseless to a mistake with the other being more sophisticated and technically advanced. Thus, managed to find the equivalence between the mental and physical trainings. In fact, though so carefully and prudently, he is a fan of a friendly spar or a training session, of competitions and gentle teasing, and is not above play - be it roughhousing or something else. Lives with his heart and mind opened before his friends and confidantes, and would not stop himself from getting a bit of a thrill in their company. Holds immense amount of respect and admiration towards individuals of great mind and the one entwining with his own. And while doing his best to keep the unchangeableness in some aspects of his life, is attracted no less to something new and sobering, even if not always coming along with his own morals.
Despite having his own concepts of what is 'good' and 'bad', keeps a certain code of ethics in mind when on duty. It includes honesty and integrity, responsibility, authority, respect and courtesy, equality and diversity, and of course, confidentiality. That would also leave its mark on his daily attitude, and follow his personal choices when it is needed, but do not restrict the Peacemaker in any way either. He is used to find his personal balance between a strictness, boldness and so naturally gained inner fortitude - with softness, gentleness and candour. And despite the moments of shyness, is also abundant in his neverending passion, courage and ardency ruled by the dragon blood pumping in his veins, along with his attempts to bring the more hidden sides of him to light when it is needed, including his playful and slightly silly side... and more.
Focused on others a bit more than on himself, altruistic and generous, and would do anything to provide the comfort and well-being of people around him, loved ones substantially. Tenderhearted enough to worry for someone he barely knows, and willing to offer a listening ear, or put his health and life under a risk if there is ever a need for his assistance. Willing to accept and understand the reason behind the choices and life priorities of others unless they are hiding any so obviously evil or heartless intent. Treats every case with individual approach, however. Fiercely loyal, affectionate and loving, respecting and devoted in many ways, be it emotional expressions or physical gestures.
Gentle ~ Methodical ~ Adventurous ~ Prudent Dauntless ~ Stoic ~ Romantic
Straightforward ~ Maticulous ~ Persistent ~ Stern Playful ~ Rational ~ Punctual ~ Passionate Sentimental ~ Graceful yet Clumsy
Organized ~ Neat
Rational, methodical and well-reasoned in regards of his personal approach to daily life, organized and neat, and prefers dark or neutral, but elegant yet comfortable clothing. Finds the process of making order around to be an especially meditative thing, and more so, does it so naturally he rarely notices it even at his own place. The lack of it would not make him feel any tension either; he perceives it as the part of a person, their comfort and current mood, including his own, and barely he would criticize someone for it unless it can be harmful in some way. Is trying to keep himself on the move nevertheless, but sometimes feels relaxed around the not-so-perfect surroundings that would make him feel more loose spiritually.
Is able to endure any hardship without breaking, and the more it affects him, the more unbending he becomes. Soft but shifts to composed, serious behaviour easily, seeks to maintain the comfort and safety of others in the smallest detail. Sentimental but not dramatic, and tends to keep the pain both physical and mental, and any of his inner insecurities under control - hides the most part of it if even shared with a friend. Still tends to get bewildered easily if the course is moving into a more chaotic direction.
Well-built, steady and confident in his movements while staying a bit awkward in a silly way, tends to get flustered as well but hides it as much as he can. Afraid of anything paranormal and spooky, and can't really watch any horror film of this type without huddling and grabbing the company while shuddering himself - never considers watching the horror alone either. Finds nothing unusual in alien horrors and gore, however, but does not like them much still, as they are usually filled with numerous scenes of violence. Is into all genres basically, except for these types with extra violence or the baddies being the main heroes, can tolerate them just does not like the demonstration of people's ruthlessness.
Principled Judgmental ~ Predictable ~ Cold-blooded Self-sacrificing
Impulsive ~ Challenging ~ Irascible ~ Spontaneous Temerarious ~ Desperate
Violent ~ Self-criticizing
Can be naive to an extent that would seem dangerous and destructive, hurtful for himself and others. Even so, is not easily manipulated these days. Tries to be more careful and observing, cautious around suspicial individuals, and delicate with his own friends, growing more and more experienced to be able to catch the signs of behaviour changing or staying unusual; bearing the deep, boundless inner fear of hurting someone he appreciates, but if caught, still, tends to withstand the consequences alone.
Self-criticizing, and tends to take responsibility for everything he does, even things that were done unintentionally. Cannot forgive himself, or carries the feeling of guilt for a very, very long time if someone was hurt by his own hands. Can't let it go, if ever will, and often fails trying while forgetting the other's misdoings so easily. Blames himself for that as well.
Impulsive with the fire of ardor burning within his very core, the cursed blood of the dragon that has been passed down to him and his siblings from his biological father, Talteis (Fenrir). This, and the primeval chaos filling his mind with neverending noise and uncontrollable power, the one breaking out bits by bits. Keeps it chained tightly, but it is only a matter of time before it gets eventually released. Sensitive to any emotional pain and desperate when helpless, but desperate and terrified even more when he catches himself being irascible, or on the edge of so despised violence and temerariousness.
Knack
cosmokinesis
Cosmic manipulation.
solar affinity
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electromagnetism
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combustion
The power to cause matter and his own flesh to burst into flames. The fire is filled with the element of primeval (cosmic) chaos that makes it burning cold to touch despite his own bodily temperature raised to a large degree, almost blinding in its pure white light and the combination of natural electromagnetic noises highly distorted along with a distinct visual ones.
blind seer
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martial arts
A great combat intuition and knowledge due to his field of work, still and forever in the process of learning and improving. A veteran fighter, though often channels his energy towards neutralization rather than causing harm to anyone. Enhanced dexterity and muscle memory, mobility and precision, instincts and concentration capacity.
sturdiness
The ability to harden his skin and muscle fibers without losing their plasticity that appears to be more natural and instinctive when the body is under a stress.
shapeshifting
The ability to physically transform and reshape his physical structure.
Backstory...
• A free K'haar, originally born in the world of the endless sands, Lepres. Grew up along with his twin brother, Laurent. Abandoned as a child and brought up by nomads, considers himself an orphan. And, despite the life among the chaos and poverty, did not abandon his aspiration to be a man of law and order - taking a great inspiration from Sentinels, the local guards of his people maintaining their safety being so miragelike among the violent sands of Lepres, with raiders and bandits roaming around since the days of the Great War. Saw the guards as the biggest example of honor and dignity, devoting his teen ages to training and studies only wanting to protect his brother and people, with their life harsh and unremorseful to any weakness. Toiled day and night until, one time, found their life all-sufficient, but in an urgent need to change their location that was slowly giving way to riots and common unrest, and his chances fading to keep the brother safe while the two were trying to find their biological father. Decided to take a risk and cross the dangerous zone encircling the whole settlement, but was not lucky enough to avoid the group of the desert raiders. Managed to hide themselves in the ancient carcass of a spaceship, only to use the only remaining portal device they kept in case of emergency; one broken during the violent pursuit, the other damaged while setting up the coordinates, falling apart eventually with the incorrect data activated - bringing the brothers in the lands of the Endless Forest instead, both severly wounded and fighting for their lives.
• Brought into forest, saved by the strangers named Lee (Doc, Meddog) and his friend, Maddox. Recognized the former after one brief yet unpleasant meeting on the streets of Metropolis, yet stayed endlessly and so deeply grateful for them saving his brother and the shelter he eventually offered to both. The brothers were kept under his careful watch in the walls of Mansu's headquarters and his gang.
• After a whirlwind of events full of instability and unseen circumstances, the bonds straightened and lost, and his days bustling with life, managed to find his place among the Peacemakers of Inteligur, working with his trusted and respected colleguages as a trainee in the local police forces.
Haunts...
Lepres
Homeworld. Destroyed in consequence of disastrous events.
Inteligur
An overcrowded and highly advanced mother world with numerous colonies and its own polity, monopolies and outstanding intergalactic power. The place of his work.
Metropolis
A technologically advanced world of neon lights. The 13th Colony of the Mother Planet named as Inteligur.
Tseyolan
Introduced to by Pyriel and Yazul. No longer has access to. Fought for.
Earth, Los Angeles
The place of current staying. Lives at Set's place.
The Endless Forest
The magical forest he got in by accident.
31.03.24
All the turmoils...
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(Earlier...) Spent his Christmas beside Set, surrounded by an entire gang of kids and a few invited friends from both sides. Been looking after and helping the man to deal with his temporary blindness that'd otherwise make him struggle with habitual parts of life, from cooking to texting people. Couldn't ask for a better holiday, although couldn't help but get carried away by the flow of many underlying feelings and thoughts entirely, as some moments kept reminding him of the losses and things that could be no longer done, or things he no longer felt so sure about trying, and from their intimate and revealing conversation with the Wolf just the night prior that could probably set a whole different course to their close friendship, bringing new definitions to it... Somewhat coming out of his shell even as he remains socially sporadic, cautious about it but holding onto whatever good has remained in his life after this year.
Note. The star coat and markings are currently faded; Dorian appears pitch black and his fur does not seem to reflect any light. Though a keen eye may still discern a dark glimmer of deep blue and light blue tinges. His aura has grown oppressive beyond the subtle levels, allowing anyone in his presence to feel the static charge and the downward pull of gravity around him, as well as notice the light bending and visual distortions around his silhouette. Leaves lingering traces of frost in his steps and is surrounded by an invisible veil of coldness. Avoiding any direct eye contact and much of the physical contact.
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(Insert a dramatic story of Dorian having a nice and chill rainy day in the company of friends and cherished ones, but the man forgot it was a tef violence sunday, so got approached and railed at by two judgy teens except straight up lunged at by the latter, at which he was all no thanks x. Saw the mutually complicated and twisted mess of a ground it was coming from and ignored the protectors as much as he tried to keep Meli on himself, thinking it would be unfair towards Set or anyone else in his opinion, but kept distancing himself from the bs at the earliest opportunity despite getting emotional and having a come at me bro moment. Then stared into the void beside Set for a hot minute, though sensing the underlying seething within the Wolf that mirrored his, made a lingering gesture that was a silent attempt to keep him grounded if not asking him to control himself, though wasn't about stopping Set entirely either if that was what he truly wanted or needed. Had a certain thought once he saw the man verbally opposing Pyriel and Melinoe all by himself, and got a word through their bond that made him feel dismissed more than anything, if even he could feel the care behind it. Between two options on mind, made a less edgy one which was a judgy leave, and occupied the other half of the forest for his nervous pacing. Almost got in again at some point, and perhaps he would if he knew where the things were going in there, but didn't feel like eavesdropping and simply felt too tired and distanced from this. Later on, got jumped at by Pyriel who apparently used the special way of avoiding Dorian by attacking him. Others as well came in to protect Pyriel from the true evil reincarnate. Lost his shit and retaliated with a touch of fire, fighting back to back with Set and sometimes Hrokr. Tried to cover his man's back more than anything, but went full-clawed mode on the Gloam at any given chance. When the fire seemed to settle, trudged towards the nearest tree. In a half-feral state and on the verge of a black-out, glared uncannily into the bunch of people standing aside and almost dragged Set into the portal before anything escalated again. Seeing Pyriel bulldozing into Matthew by the Pond in the meantime had brought a nuance. The Wolf recovered enough to reach there and tell him to take his brother to their home. Didn't support the unvoiced intent despite seeing why it was done for, though wouldn't know that Pyriel was taken to their basement until he heard the sounds coming out of it and could feel the hell physically. Took what little care of Matthew that he was allowed to, and went down just once the Gangster stopped giving any major signs of life. Some anime shit happened that almost leveled their entire home thanks to Dorian's void mode and their powers mirroring each other along with their ego apparently. Once it got back to all the spitting, ignored Pyriel's condescending attitude simply to point out the shit he seemed to be missing in his entire story and mirrored the same kind of behavior from the response he got- as if it'd ever let him see what Dorian tried to convey- and pointed at the exit before returning to Set and carrying him towards the nearest bed. Fed him some blood and qietly doted on in a half-conscious haze before passing out right on Set among all the blood and destruction.)
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(Earlier...) Returned from yet another incursion within Tseyolan, which he considers unsuccessful- after the release of two prisoners- for various reasons revolving around the general unpreparedness of the team that went there as well as the kind of unexpected retaliation they were faced with. Privately mourns Osono's death to the group of reapers that he thinks was in vain and processes the news regarding Iva, analyzes their findings, worries for Arumi, and stifles the same old ire (grief). After a moment of intense emotional outburst and then respite in Set's company, made a few short visits to his family and planned to make up for the lost time with Ace once he gets a free moment.
Overall, going through a hard time following the mental overload in the aftermath of the raid and the consequences of trying to save a single piece of potentially important evidence. Seeking solitude again, as much as he welcomes the company. Just struggles to find more sense in going out of his way and taking things seriously, almost sacrificing his life for people when it inevitably ends up in his efforts painted in whatever light the said people would want to or see fit. Doesn't deny his part of responsibility regardless, learned from it with the price of hurt and a couple of burned bridges before he'd keep going.
Was yet again left with a bitter aftertaste on his tongue and a stab of ache to the chest after Pyriel's appearance that was actually an ambush on Umay from behind. The fact of him asking for it was no longer new or irritating to him as well as the way he did it, and the fact of him coming to render their peace even as he claims now to avoid him. Attempted to break the fight several times while also smothering a desire to unleash himself on another for the words he's heard a while back by the pond, but seeing as the other continuously returns to the Lioness out of spite, has grown some of his own. Driven simply by condemnation and disgust for everything the other claimed and did, he sought Pyriel out and made an attempt to jump at him and drown him at the Crying Idol. Even as another escaped, seethed coldly at his presence with a certain feeling stuck in his throat, before lunging for another attack that ultimately led back to Umay.
Would neither recall, nor care how it got resolved. Only remembers Set and Matthew's presences along with his approach to check on Umay and his attempts to cauterize the most serious of her injuries in the company of a pregnant doe from their company, and then taking a momentary distance from a sudden feeling coming from Set. Offered his help to the Lioness and got refused to further see why, as Umay got up and proceeded towards the Gloam. Felt no desire to stop anyone anyhow any longer. Just watched the two stuck in a lethal grip once over as many different emotions kaleidoscoped within Dorian, from jaded to utterly seething and simply hurt, and fading from the most cruel and callous thoughts towards a decision to simply break the shitshow. Tried for both Umay and Pyriel, though wasn't surprised by Ingolfr's eventual involvement and the dark guardian angel role he tried on himself. By all means...
Moved Umay's mauled corpse to their basement along with all the parts that were torn from her and tossed in his face. Somehow managed to summon Set through their bond, so they got to begin restoring her while gripping for whatever bits of sanity is left in them while simultaneously losing it. Took his time to take care for both of them. Day or so later, was told how the conversation with Rux went.
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Seeking solitude, hush, or private companies. Drawn to distractions, twisted and not, whenever he doesn't. Attentive and distant synchronously. Scattered with scars, fresh bruises, and damage of other kinds constantly. Grim and louring, but allows more change to it at any right time. Drowning in darkness otherwise.
Remains utterly devastated. Seething, waiting, and feeling detached from many prior and recent things. Forging his wrath and sharpening his innermost pain.
-(Earlier...) Slowly coming to inform others of his younger brother's passing. Following his own pace, in no particular order whatsoever. Opening up whenever he feels like it and wordlessly returning to solitude whenever he does not. Distant, grim, and madly sporadic, albeit does not always make it a point to avoid anyone. Sometimes reaching out on his own, if even just to help with a daily thing. One person, however, he prioritized over most — it was his father, Talteis. As well as the rest of Venniare kin, whom he hoped the other could reach- or help to reach- for him. They met shortly by the wolf's favorite tree; like a broken record, their imminent reunion replayed so many times in his head that the Monochrome remained deeply crestfallen by the circumstances surrounding it. Yet he didn't make the company wait—regardless of the myriad questions lingering on the tongue and the burden of words pulling the breath back down his airways in that moment, for, no matter the innermost desperation or things beyond his control, the Smokeward remained tormented by a certain, gut-wrenching feeling as he spoke to the Burntpelt.
The grievous exchange had eventually blurred into the sights of Lepres. Or the Ashlands remained after, simply put. Not only was his entire world broken in that instant, but his faith and hope have turned to ashes along with it all. Neither able to register any of his feelings nor reality around him, the Dark Sun only sought out a distant spot where he could light a cigarette in silence as he watched the lifeless body of the Broken Crescent (Astraeus) floating far among the stars. Dorian wouldn't know how long he stayed there watching and how he was pulled out of the devastated realm.
- Police (Peacemaker's) handcuffs. Always kept with himself.
- A favourite belt buckle from another world.
- A favourite book.
- A piece of broken teleportation device. Keeps on a bookshelf in the memory of his brother.
- A favourite ring from Lepres, kept with himself since early childhood.
Stash...
To be added.
